In the small forest, Carl was dragging the huge rock with a rope. It was very slow. A turtle slowly crawled by Carl's feet and looked up at the magical creature next to it. Then, it proudly overtook the creature, leaving only a trail of exhaust.
"Old man, what do you think about eating stewed turtle soup tonight? It can help you nourish your body. Look at how much your hair has turned white. Medical knowledge says that turtle soup has the effect of replenishing blood essence."
"Drink this often. Maybe you can give birth to a younger brother for Uncle Long."
Staring at the turtle that had overtaken him, Carl's face was flushed red. He had said so much with great difficulty that he was about to suffocate.
Karp sat on a huge rock and looked at this mantis shrimp disciple. There was a price to pay for being naughty, especially when the target was more powerful than you.
"Pull the boulder out of the forest today and pull it back!"
Carl pursed his lips. It wasn't that he didn't want to retort, but he didn't have the energy to do so. If he couldn't complete the task, he wouldn't be able to go back tonight.
Karp was an easy-going person, but he was still very strict in some aspects. He had to complete the training even if he had to crawl.
By the time Carl was done, the sky was already completely dark. He lay on the ground panting, his clothes soaked in sweat.
The muscles all over his body trembled uncontrollably. It was very difficult for him to move his fingers now, and his stomach was already growling.
Karp stretched his head over and blocked the starry sky above Karl's head. He grinned and said,""Kid, it looks like you can do it. From now on, we'll follow this training volume."
Everyone had to push, just like squeezing. If you didn't squeeze, how would you know that A could be as deep as D?
Carl pursed his lips and didn't say anything.
"When the time comes, I'll get Quinn to supervise you. Don't think about slacking off."
Karp thought about the last time he went out to do something and asked Karl to cultivate according to the plan. In the end, Karl went to the Chambord Islands with the Garden of Eden and didn't take his words seriously at all.
Therefore, he was going to return to Donghai in a few days. He had to find someone to watch over this kid, and Kuzan was naturally the best choice.
"Let's go home."
Karp lifted Carl up and placed him on his back. He walked slowly with the sound of insects and leaves rubbing against each other.
"Hey old man, where's Uncle Long? I haven't seen him for a long time."
Karp shook his head." I don't know. He seems to be carrying out some secret mission recently. He's so mysterious that he doesn't even tell me."
"Oh, I see."
Carl stopped talking. He wasn't concerned about the dragon, but he was curious when the dragon would betray the navy and form a revolutionary army. It would become a big shot from a small soldier and shock the world.
He was more curious about the reason why the dragon betrayed the navy, but he could roughly guess that it was probably because he saw that the navy's justice was not true justice, but justice with choice.
More importantly, the existence of the Heavenly Dragon Tribe was a group of rotten and dirty fellows that polluted this beautiful world.
Of course, Carl now believed that there were also people with normal thoughts among the Heavenly Dragon people, such as his friend, Dupont.
Exhausted and hungry, Carl had already fallen asleep on Karp's back.
At the door of the house, Crane stood there quietly. Karp looked at him awkwardly.
"Why are you back so late?"
She was almost three hours later than usual. She almost thought that Karp had secretly taken Carl somewhere to have fun. With Karp's character, he would do such a thing.
" Carl was lazy, so he wasted some time. Little Crane, don't be angry. I'll teach Carl a lesson." Karp threw a good pot.
Anyway, Carl was asleep and didn't know anything.
"He's already asleep. It's fine if this kid is lazy, but he still likes to sleep. There's really no one else."
He put Carl down from his back and handed him to the crane. His stomach was still rumbling, but he was already dead asleep. When people slept, they would forget about hunger. Carl used his own experience to tell us that this principle was correct.
Looking at his grandson's tired face and his torn clothes, Crane knew that what Karp had said earlier was completely nonsense.
He took Carl from the man and said,""Although Carl won't have any internal injuries because of the fruit, you have to control the amount of training. Carl is still young after all, and his desire for strength isn't that great."
He looked at his grandson with heartache. His grandson would be the one who felt heartache. That bastard Karp was really training Carl to the death.
"Hahaha!"
Karp wasn't embarrassed after being exposed by Crane. He smiled and said,"" Isn't this the thrill of hunting? Carl's fruit ability can definitely make him the best physical skills master in the navy. Yes, yes, even better than me. Of course, it will take about a hundred years to reach that level. Hahaha."
The passive ability of the fruit prevented any hidden injuries from being left behind due to overtraining or injuries. At the same time, it could double the training effect.
In other words, Carl's training in one year was comparable to the training of others for three to four years, or even seven to eight years.
With such a piece of unpolished jade in front of him, even a rough man like Karp would want to carefully carve it into a peerless gem.
Karp's laughter woke Carl up. He had recovered some of his strength, but when he realized that he was in the crane's arms, he quickly struggled.
Seeing this, Crane placed Carl on the ground.
" Little brat, you're finally awake. The clothes on my back are soaked with your saliva." As he spoke, he turned his back. There was indeed a wet patch on it.
Carl's face turned red, and he said stiffly,""This is the sweat on my clothes, not saliva."
He definitely couldn't admit to such an embarrassing thing.
" Carl must be hungry. Let's go eat first and then take a shower," Crane said.
His stomach rumbled again. Carl nodded and hurried into the house. He was starving and felt like he could eat a sea king.
Karp also took the initiative to follow.
Not long after, Crane, who was cutting fruits in the kitchen, heard the noise of the two people in the dining room.
"Stinky old man, what are you doing? I was the one who liked that piece of meat first."
"Whoever gets it first gets it, kid, let me teach you a lesson now."
"Old man, don't bully the weak. Give me back that lobster!"
"Old man, I will remember you. One day, I will tie you up and starve you for three days and three nights. Then, I will eat roasted meat beside you."
"Wow, kid, I didn't expect you to be so vicious. This meat belongs to me. You can eat the vegetables on the side."
For the two foodies, the dishes that Crane cooked were not enough.
For ordinary people, they would stop eating when they were full.
For a qualified foodie, it meant that he could eat a few more mouthfuls after he was full.
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